The Least Useful Guide to Fukuoka

After a period of tough and Hikikomori days, I have finally had a lunch out after having  a haircut!! What a wonderful day! Today’s lunch venue was an Austrian-style sport bar. I think I wrote about this spot before, but I only bought breads and cured meats without a luck to eat at the restaurant section.

Today’s lunch menu I chose was beans, pork and cabbage stew, small salad (carrot, potato and something I couldn’t distinguish), a table bread at 900 jpy.

The soup, salad and table bread were all nice.

Though at this point I felt I had already eaten as much as I usually have for lunch at home. It was just a beginning. Then came the main event.

The stew tasted nice, honestly! But the portion size was so generous that I felt the dish was intended for 18-year-old footballers, definitely not for an upper middle-aged woman(Obachan, to put it simple) losing her digestive ability.  Actually, the stew felt like a bottomless swamp. I shovelled it into my mouth endless times but it was still there—almost intact. And the generous portion of fried potatoes… I skipped supper after having such a big meal.

Today’s lesson: next time, I should ask if I can have a half-portion (or senior size) or I should go for a lighter meal such as sandwiches or only a side dish if possible. So I could enjoy one or two of the tempting-looking sweets with a cup of European style coffee!